The cream-colored door swung open, letting a young couple into the one-room apartment. Going into the hallway, He threw the keys on the chest of drawers next to him, and, pulling Her in, he slammed the door. She immediately leaned against the door and pulled him to her for a kiss. He just managed to clap a switch, and, embracing Her waist with one hand, he stuck to her painted lips, thirsting for affection and tenderness.

In the hallway, as well as in the kitchen combined with it, a soft, not very bright point-light came on.

His tongue penetrated into Her mouth, simultaneously licked lips, which slightly clasped the guest. And immediately entered the dance Her language. Skillfully tacking, he teased, tried, felt, and, as it were, invited me to visit him, somewhere deep, in order to thoroughly investigate all the available places, of course, not forgetting the host.

A minute later, when both languages ​​had played enough with each other, lips came into play. His lips were passionately biting Her lower sponge, getting the same answer. Hmmm, how nice it is when He bites them like that, She thought. Stunned, as she answers me, flashed through Him.

The kiss was long, sensual. So hot that his heart beat with renewed vigor. But now He gently pulled away from Her, and turned his back to him. On a black, expensive evening dress along the spine line there was a "lightning", blocking access to Her body. Two seconds later, the top outfit slept at Her feet, revealing a beautiful and elastic young body. She stood in front of him in black lacquered shoes with a high “hairpin”, light, rather transparent black stockings, with lace bands, and black satin thongs that seductively accentuate delicious ass. Divine, He thought.

She turned to face Him and began to unbutton buttons on His dark blue silk shirt. While she was ridding him of unnecessary clothes, he looked at her breasts, which sometimes rose high, now lowered. A wish. An overwhelming desire to walk the language of these wonderful balls, divided by a thin line, which we already wanted to walk not only with the language, but with something bigger and povorzhe.

The shirt flew off to the closet next to it and fell offended to the floor beside it. The crumpled dress sadly looked at the shirt, then smiled and said, as if: nothing, do not worry, it should be so.

The same sexy satin thongs, which added a shirt, immediately joined the dress, saying that it’s not just necessary, but vital.

She spread her legs covered with stockings, a little wider than shoulder width, opening access to her cherished hole ... and then she gasped. His tongue walked through the other lips, delivering unspeakable pleasure to their owner. She, throwing her head back and leaning against the door just a little, closed her eyes and clutched at His short hair cropped under the typewriter. Oh, what does He do! But how nice it is when they caress you there confidently and competently! But legs! They treacherously trembled, forcing the hostess to come to his senses and to his regret to alienate the owner of an experienced language.

He understood everything. Taking Her hand, he led him into the kitchen, and again turning Her back to him, he began to unbutton his trousers, in which His main “tool” no longer fit.

Having spread her long legs to the same width, She leaned over the kitchen countertop, ready to accept something larger than the tongue. On her ass lay a hand, slightly sticking out the right half. Well, where is His body? When, finally ... Without a breakthrough, deft, precise and confident, the movement of His “end” plunged into It. Ohnuli simultaneously. He, because She is so narrow, She is - because He is so wonderful, literally filling everything in Her.

And rushed. He fucked and fucked her, driving his dick to its full length. But fucked awesome. Not fast and not slow, not much, but not weak. Measured. Just awesome. Nooo! Just awesome!

She began to moan.Wandering around the cool tabletop, She felt how hot She was inside. And this contrast added inexpressible sensations. Just a thrill.

He stopped without leaving Her. What for? Ah, got it. He decided to throw Her leg there, on the tabletop. That's just right.

Having clasped Her thigh with the right palm below, He felt a leg clad in a thin stocking. Feelings are fantastic. Now you can continue.

And he continued. Thanks to the more apart legs, His penis began to go deeper, reaching the uterus.

She wailed slightly. Still would! When you are fucked at full length until it stops, there is no other way. She arched and clasped His neck with one hand. He continued to enter Her, holding Her thigh with one hand, clutching his slim waist with his second hand, and pressing his lips into his neck. Top of bliss ... For both.

Left her right hand free. True, it did not last long. Putting down on the clitoris namakurerennye fingers, She began to please herself in addition. UNREAL! Just unbearably nice. She did not notice how Her mind began to leave, yielding to the waves of ecstasy to capture Her whole body. From her lips, only wheezing was heard, and breathing became heavy. Just a little bit more. Here it is, then rolls, then treacherously releases, then again rolls with a new force. She would have stood like that forever.

But eternity, unfortunately, tends to come to an end. Muscles cramped. And She immediately flooded. He felt it, because Her vagina squeezed His cock so much that He, too, almost reached the highest point of pleasure. His movements were sharp, fast and strong. And this feeling of stockings. Indescribably. He grabbed Her hair and began to ram her uterus with force.

She screamed. Not from pain, but from incredible sensations. Sensations, erasing the edge of reality, delivering an unforgettable pleasure.

Abruptly coming out of her, he pulled her to the floor. She knew what would happen now, and in principle did not like it. But not now. She was too relaxed at the moment, and there was no strength to resist. And why? After all, He gave her the best moments in her life sex, so why not satisfy his request? Rather, the desire? To hell with all your principles! She agrees and is ready. Quickly kneeling, obediently opened her mouth.

The first jet of sperm hit her in the throat. Hot, with a salty taste. The rest began to irrigate all of Her face, sometimes getting Her long hair. He finished no less violently than She.

After a few minutes, She took off her black stockings and held them out to Him. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. Then I understood. In memory.

***

Four months later, they played a wedding. Immediately after the marriage, He handed Her a small piece of plastic, the size of Her festive nails. She looked at him in surprise. He just smiled mysteriously. And she understood. Their first sex was recorded on a flash drive.

When She licked the remnants of sperm from her finger, and He looked gratefully at Her, She remembered something. Pulling off her white stockings, She, like the first time, handed them to Him. Both laughed. IN COLLECTION ...